[Maybe he had been lonelier than he thought himself to be. He's spent so much energy shelving away his grief that he'd forgotten that others could still see it.]
Yeah. [He leans against the trunk, idly playing with the leftovers of his fish.] You mind if I come up here every now and then?
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Yeah. [He leans against the trunk, idly playing with the leftovers of his fish.] You mind if I come up here every now and then?